My lover contracted Alzheimer's disease at the age of 29. As the disease became serious, he began to forget the friends, things and me around him.
On the day he completely forgot about me, he asked me warily while I was holding the porridge.
"Who are you?"
…
"I am your caregiver, Mr. Chen..."
Later, I showed him some old photos, and he looked at them carefully. When he saw who I was in the photo, he asked me.
"Who are you? Can you tell me?"
"I am your lover."
…
"Then I must love you very much." He said seriously, "Because seeing you cry makes me feel bad." He pointed to his chest, "Although I don't remember who you are, I know you here."
Intention: Make progress every day
